AbhorsenThe Wielder
Nymeria
DyrimThe Speaker
None
BelgaerThe Thinker
Kalseru
SaranethThe Binder
Vortigern
AstaraelThe Weeper
None
ClayrThe Seer
Moonfeather
KibethThe Walker
None
ScionIn Waiting
None
MosraelThe Waker
Yuki
CharterThe Power
None
RannaThe Sleeper
None
AmbassadorsDiplomats
Viserion, Myrcella
ShinersHealers
Eldrax
FalconersHunters
Rhaegal, Tychon, Alagai, Paxton, Visenya
BerserkersWarriors
Drogon, Icarus

OutridersScouts
Greywind, Rhaenys, Arthfael
MagesThieves & Spys
Bastille, Samus
RemembrancersCaretakers & Historians
Dandelion, Semele

EldersHonored Retirees
Daenerys, Sleekwing, Tyrion
KinfolkThe Pack
Mêlée, Ashitaka
Emer, Bran, Jabari, Vaella, Cadeyrn, Berwyn, Nerys, Jubilee, Ashur, Reine, Icarus, Kricket, Navarre, Leilani, Jakuta
BairnsPuppies
None
AmateursIn Training
Vhagar

NehimaAllies
Diveen
YraelGuests
None
OrannisEnemies
None

The TombsOur Fallen Family
MoonGlow, Alcide, Sorcha, Fjallraven,
Pan, Grayson, Ravenna, Niviaq


News 08.08.2021
Change was long overdue in Spirane. Now that I have learned who is still an active presence within the pack, the ranks have been updated. As I once took time away from the pack, so too now shall Kalseru. Know that she is still second in command of the pack, as is reflected in her rank. Once you are familiar with the new ranking system, if you would like to change positions or move up in the ranks you need only ask. Let this be a time of new life in Spirane, and a promise of great things to come!

When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
- - Nymeria



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He could get lost in her eyes, so intense was her gaze. Even just the colors called out to him entrancing him in a way no one else ever had before. Not even the mystery of Ruby held this much appeal for him when he spoke to her. Skyfire could pretty much say anything and he knew he would be rooted to the spot, forever listening. His skin kept twitching at the unnerving nature of it all, though. He hated feeling so helpless, so bent to her will. Like she could snap a finger and make him do her bidding. Why was he so enthralled by her? He tried to figure it out, his gaze roving over her fire-red coat and her icy blue eyes. There was nothing outright different about her, nothing that made her anymore special than other wolves he'd spoken to before, so why was she so...different for him?

She said she didn't know big words and he snorted a little. Did she mean origin? He'd heard it from his mother somewhere along the line, he figured. When he accused her of trying to make him cry, she laughed right in his face though and he scowled in disapproval, his brows pinching together. "What, you think I'm not capable of emotion or something?" Somehow, the idea of him seeming so cold to her agitated him. Usually he would probably bask in the idea that someone thought nothing they said would hurt him, but when it was her, it bothered him. She jumped down from the rock and almost tripped. Gasping, he made to jump forward as if to catch her without thinking. "Careful!" He scolded.

Then she swung around, her shoulder hitting his side and he grunted a little as he side stepped and immediately looked back at his side to make sure his hairs were still in place. Realizing they were, he still glared at her for a split second before his attention was yanked back to her as she demanded how he did something. A single brow quirked in confusion as he stared at her. "Huh?" When she stepped even closer, her felt himself stiffen and straighten up, but he held his ground. His eyes widened a little in surprise, his tail flicking behind him to betray his tension as she then begged him in a whisper. His gaze softened at the tone of her voice, though he wasn't even aware his very posture was softening in response to her voice.

It was only when she stepped back a little that he was able to catch his breath when he didn't even know he was holding it in the first place. She apologized then and he scowled thoughtfully. She said she'd never someone like him before and that gave his ego a boost as the corner of his lips tugged up in the corner. Of course, then she went on to compare him to a bird which was not at all where he thought it was heading. His scowl only deepened as his ears laid back. Finally, he huffed. "I think you need your eyes checked cause there's beauty from a distance, too." He corrected her. "You've never met anyone like me before because I'm a prince, a future king. I was groomed from birth how to appear and act like a ruler." He raised his head proudly as he said it, waiting for the awe to kick in. Any second now...


Apollyon
male.2 years old.38in, 172#.born to Avery X Arkane.brother to Ontari&Raz.bound to Skyfire.not mated.father to none.Prince of Iromar




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**Any position may be challenged for at any time. Please privately contact Nymeria and she will decide the type and style of challenge appropriate to the rank.

Abhorsen - The Wielder: Alpha female and Queen of Spirane. Her word is final in all matters. Vows to protect and lead those who call the mountain home.

Her Council
Belgaer - The Thinker: Second in Command, this wolf is the Abhorsen's most trusted compatriot and confidant. In the Abhorsen's absence, they are able to speak with her authority.
Saraneth - The Binder: Chosen mate of the Abhorsen. They can settle pack disputes, accept members, assign tasks, and leads the pack during hunts, in times of war, or in cases where the Abhorsen is not present.
Scion - The Successor: The Abhorsen's heir, training to one day fill her paw prints. This wolf must become adept in multiple trades. This wolf is expected to become proficient in healing, fighting, hunting, diplomacy, and thievery. They are expected to lend assistance to any of the other ranks if ever needed.

The Bells
Dyrim - The Speaker: Lead diplomat and is often times sent out to maintain good relations with allied packs. Charged with educating the Ambassadors in diplomatic ways.
Astarael - The Weeper: The commander and lead warrior of the pack. Charged with teaching the Berserkers the art of battle.
Clayr - The Seer: Charged with the pack's health, and in teaching the Shiners and those who wish to pursue the art of healing.
Kibeth - The Walker: The leader of the Guard. They are the foremost line of defense, charged with securing the borders and bringing pertinent information from within and without the pack to the appropriate wolf. They also lead the Outriders.
Ranna - The Sleeper: Assists the queen in guarding from theft as well as advising her of news and gossip from the whole of Moladion. Charged with teaching the Mages about theft, secret keeping, and overall sneakiness. Allowed to make and block steals.
Mosrael - The Waker: Caretaker and storyteller of the pack, also the head pupsitter. Often times this wolf will look after the pack's youth and educate them of Spirane and Moladion's history. Leads the Remembrancers in pup watching.
Charter - The Power: The master hunter of the pack. Leads and organizes all hunts and teaches the Falconers the art of the hunt.

The Classes
Berserkers: Warriors and hunters of the pack.
Falconers: The pack hunters
Mages: Thieves and secret keepers of the pack. Allowed to make and block steals.
Ambassadors: Diplomats of the pack.
Shiners: Healers of the pack.
Outriders: The pack scouts who bring all news of happenings across Moladion back.
Remembrancers: Wolves of a kind nature who look after the younger wolves of the pack. These wolves may wish to learn more about healing, but this is not a requirement.
Bairns: The young pups of the pack
Amateurs: Youth of the pack still finding their place

Kinfolk: The general populance of the pack
Elders: Respected retirees who still offer wisdom and insight
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